Tiffany was so startled that the fish fell out of her agape mouth and bounced off the table. “W-wait, this isn’t from you? Then someone... Someone delivered this to the wrong room, and I opened it and ate it clean!” she cried. “O-or worse, if this wasn’t a wrong delivery, then it’s an assassination attempt through poison, and I fell for it! I’m gonna dieeeeee!”
Jackson suddenly roared into laughter. “Enjoy your meal, Dum-dum. Of course I didn’t cook it, I ordered someone else to do it instead! I’ve opened a branch around your corner and thought that you girls might be hungry after work, so I asked the cooks to prepare some dinner before the restaurant closed and had them deliver it to you. You girls must have worked really late into the night if they decided to just hang it on your door instead of waiting.”
Tiffany heaved out a long sigh of relief. “God, you naughty, naughty devil! You could have told me right away instead of setting me up like in a horror movie! You know what, screw you. I’m hungry, so I’m gonna eat. Over and out!”
She hung the phone, and Arianne promptly halted her from reaching for her food by holding Tiffany’s forehead with a well-placed hand.
“Do you have any idea how you sounded While you were talking to Jackson just now? ‘God, you naughty, naughty devil!’, what the hell was that? Is there something going on between you two that we all don’t know? And why do I get this sneaky suspicion that he’s opening a new branch in our area purely for your eating convenience?”
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